Saturday, June 22, 2013

On The Matter of The Snowden Indictment

"It is getting to the point where the mark of international distinction and service to humanity is no longer the Nobel Peace Prize, but an espionage indictment from the US Department of Justice." - Julian Assange

It is important to document the demise of our nation, our freedom, and our virtue.

I retain no illusions at all concerning the moral fitness of our nation to survive.

A nation which will meekly submit to a Court which defines the murder of innocent children as a "penumbra and emanation" of the Constitution, is a nation which will meekly submit its surviving children to indoctrination in homosexualist perversion at the behest of that same Court.

How much more meekly will such an ignoble and degenerated people submit themselves to the technological mastery of the Total Surveillance State which is, after all, there to protect them.

I invite you to resubmit this comment on the new post concerning the matter.

It is customary to congratulate the victors in a battle, and there is no question that the homosexualist movement had triumphed, fully, completely, conclusively.

Strictly as a matter of tactical brilliance, you certainly have my congratulations.

Since this homosexualist movement has now destroyed- by astonishing tactical brilliance- the remaining vestiges of freedom in these United States, you certainly have my profound contempt.

I thank God my children are fully grown and immune to the now-compulasory indoctrination in homosexualist perversion which will now commence without restraint in California, and very soon the rest of this disintegrating nation.

Otherwise, I should have had a very serious problem on my hands.

As do all the other parents with school age children in California now, and the rest of this disintegrating nation very soon.

My prayers are with them, that God may protect them and give them courage to protect their children against the enforced indoctrination in homosexualist perversion which is now the "law" of the State of California, and very soon, the rest of these sad, lost, disintegrating United States.

I met a traveller from an antique landWho said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frownAnd wrinkled lip and sneer of cold commandTell that its sculptor well those passions readWhich yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.And on the pedestal these words appear:`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'Nothing beside remains. Round the decayOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,The lone and level sands stretch far away". ----